An Artist's Wife

Funny that she only joined our family a few months ago, it feels like she has been a part of us for a long time. It was only a couple of months ago that we saw the sign "free kittens". I never thought I would have a cat again after Tigger, who I had for 20 years, but living in the country changes things. While renovating the bathroom, we saw a mouse in the exposed wall, and with Fall coming there was sure to be more of them coming inside. A cat was a practical choice, we decided after some discussion. So, we went and knocked on the door of Organic Ellie's place. I will write about Ellie again, she has become one of "The Players" in our life in Cooper. Ellie's farm was everything I ever dreamed a farm should be. There was her chicken coop, I want a chicken coop, her roosters walking around like they owned the place. She says to me, take a rooster with you I have two and one is so mean I hate him. I would love a chicken cop and my own rooster even a mean one.

It has been a long time, so much has happened. We do not have Internet at either home at the present time, only our blackberries. That makes writing a blog difficult. I regret not keeping the blog, over the past few months the transition from living in one of the biggest cities in the world into rural Ontario each weekend has been an education. Because it has been so long since I came here I thought about what I would speak about first, learning the hard way about septic tanks? Perhaps talking about how I was warned about black flies and mosquitoes but never once did anyone ever tell me about something called a cluster fly. I have been waging a personal war against them for the past month. I learned that hard water, means my kitchen sink will never look really clean, that I should only invest in cheap coffee makers, and that come the last week of October first week of November, I better look good in orange. We woke yesterday to a pickup of men with their dogs and hunting rifles walking